The Chronicles of Michael Christopher
Writings. Musings. Mediocre Photography. Travel. Skulls.
Right about now, I should be chilling in a hot pot in the land of ice and snow for the annual Iceland Airwaves music festival, which I’ve been covering for nearly a decade. The coronavirus pandemic has put a hold on pretty much everything entertainment-wise though, and it’s become impossible to draw large groups of... Continue Reading →
This one wasn't really a "moving find" per se, since it's been hanging on my wall since returning from the first time I went to Iceland in 2011. Jón Sæmundur Auðarson is an Icelandic artist who created the Dead project in 2003, nine years after he was diagnosed HIV positive. The message behind Dead is... Continue Reading →
I've always had an interesting relationship with the Stone Roses. Not that there was any snuggle time with Messrs. Brown and Squire; no, this was purely based on sonic love and lust. The band's 1989 debut is looked at - rightfully so - as their one-off masterpiece. Due to a much publicized court battle with... Continue Reading →
